{ the year our son
~
THE YEAR OUR SON THOUGHT HIS BELLY BUTTON WAS GOING TO EAT HIM
was a fast year, a goldfish
trapped
in a doorknob
kind
of year, our daughter
cut her heels
on the bottom
of a pool
that was there
~
THE YEAR OUR SON THOUGHT HARD ON NOTHING ON A FARM MACHINE
I bought myself a nailgun
telling the people
at church
it was for
a movie, also
a child
in hell
asked
to tie
my shoe, and a neighbor
brought it up
the baby
inside
the baby
~
THE YEAR OUR SON ATE ONLY MEALS PREPARED BY INSOMNIACS
was the same
possible
year
he tried
to kill himself
because I couldn’t
stop him
but back
to the insomniacs
they weren’t
family
~
THE YEAR OUR SON SPOTTED DEER ON THE MOON
it made
some sense
then
to cut
our past
in half
~
THE YEAR OUR SON THOUGHT WE LOVED HIM
lasted longer than most dogs
but there was
this one
stray
we saw
often
it had one
abandoned
healthy
eye
inside of which
our belongings
were small enough
to have
~
kingsoftrain 
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